The Sun drawing His last breatheBaptizes the Earth with crimson bloodOnly to be resurrected by the DawnWith Her rosy smiles, She lifts HimFrom the vel..
Weary hands numbly turn stained pagesAs too much coffee scalds my throatEyes stumble to theblinded windowLonging for the sight of treesLetters dance a..
Stealthily I slip into the lightBegging it to touch meThere where the loneliness liesThere where the crickets won't singAnd the butterfly hides its wi..
Whisper to me the wounds in your soul Give them to me in piles Let us share our misery To create blinding smiles Take from me my sorrowLet us bear it..
These thoughts they spinLike clothes in a washing machineWaiting to be stabbedWith safety pinsAnd laid out to dessicateMy heart bleedsLike colors in b..
I lie awake Ravenous and yearningListening to the birds of morningAs they keep their love trystsThe memory of your words and touchesIgnites the mad el..
I took a spin in the ol' washing machineWhere they rubbed and grated me worry-thinAnd with a measure of caustic bleachI was burned into being pristine..
My bare feet sashay overWeary, wet earth shrinking from the firmamentAs it casts down angry tearsThe Wind god appears to desire toSnap my hunched form..
Yellow waters under a bleeding sunThe wind whispers caresses to the riverWhere it lies pressed against the heavingBosom of the earthA lone bird croaks..